"Farmer, don't try any tricks with Mabel-chan!"
Mabel put her hands on her hips. This was a handle she had caught with great difficulty; how could she let it go so easily!
"Anyway, if you don't give Mabel-chan one hundred bottles of fruit wine, and lift the ban on alcohol sales, Mabel-chan is going to scream right here!"
"I'll scream that you dragged Mabel-chan into the changing room and attempted to force yourself on Mabel-chan, harboring improper intentions toward Mabel-chan!"
Mabel deliberately slipped off half of her yukata, revealing part of her fragrant shoulder and her exquisite, petite frame, acting as if she would shout for help and call for people if Suke didn't agree.
Suke: ?
Wait, there's a forced false accusation segment too?
It was a good thing he hadn't let Jeanne d'Arc into Stardew Valley earlier. Otherwise, with Mabel acting as the 'fairy' and a female judge, wouldn't they split half his assets?
"Heh."
Suke sneered, took a step forward, and abruptly grabbed Mabel's yukata.
"Wh—what are you doing?"
"Farmer, are you for real? Mabel-chan is warning you, desecrating a god of my level will incur divine punishment..."
Mabel feigned panic, acting as if she were truly afraid Suke would do something improper to her.
But in her heart, she was extremely smug. That's right, this was also included in her plan to enter the men's changing room where Suke was!
'Come on, come quickly. No matter what you do to Mabel-chan, Mabel-chan profits... Hehe...'
Indeed, this was Mabel's double scheme!
She had deliberately entered after discovering BB sneaking into the men's changing room, having formulated two countermeasures from the very beginning.
The first was that Suke, after being caught in the act by her, would give her hush money out of consideration for the other people in the outer bathhouse. Then, her alcohol craving, having not touched a drop all day, could be relieved!
The second was that Suke wouldn't buy her threat and intended to make her 'false accusation' come true. In that case, she would also consider it a win—
Having been in this broken place for so long, she had experienced the 'food and drink' part of 'food, drink, men, and women' to her heart's content, but she had zero experience with the latter!
Mabel chuckled internally, unable to stop herself from looking forward to what would happen next.
It had to be said, worthy of a god symbolizing omniscience, this plan of Mabel's could be called a top-tier battle of wits.
If Suke's brain wasn't working well, he would probably be calculated by Mabel into giving up either food and drink or himself.
After all, for this female hooligan, she had to satisfy either her appetite for food or her appetite for the body.
She had never shown any reserve here, so it was hard to say who would be at a disadvantage if Suke really made her 'false accusation' come true.
"Don't be too rough, Farmer. This is Mabel-chan's first time~..."
"...Mmph mmmph~!"
However, the development of the situation exceeded Mabel's expectations.
She originally thought Suke grabbing her yukata was an attempt to be improper with her. She even deliberately put on a shy expression, ready to provoke the other party's desire to attack.
But in the next moment, Suke suddenly pulled a towel used for drying hair from his bosom, grabbed Mabel by the shoulder, crumpled the towel into a ball, and stuffed it into her mouth!
"Gugu, wuwuwu—~!"
Mabel, with her mouth stuffed, could not speak. Naturally, she could not attract the attention of the others in the bathhouse connected to the outside of the changing room by screaming.
She looked at the man in front of her with incomparable shock, her eyes asking, 'Are you a poet?'
No, why though!
She had gone to this extent; even a block of wood should have reacted. Could it be that this Farmer had been squeezed dry by those three at home every day?
"Hehe, if you could hide that look in your eyes a bit better, maybe I would have fallen for it."
Suke smiled faintly. The hidden trace of smugness in Mabel's eyes, looking like everything was going according to plan, had long since betrayed her.
Actually, reasonably speaking, he definitely wouldn't mind spending a spring night with Boss Mabel. After all, objectively speaking, he wasn't the one losing out.
But how should he put it? He just didn't want to fall for Boss Mabel's trap, developing a competitive spirit in this strange area.
If Mabel had just been a bit more honest and formally expressed her feelings to him, he probably would have gone along with her wishes as a matter of course.
But she just had to be awkward, twisting this way and that like a maggot, and constantly courting death attempting to attract his attention!
"Wuwu—"
Mabel wanted to struggle, but her two fair hands were backhandedly bound behind her by Suke using a towel twisted into a rope.
It was only because the onsite conditions were insufficient; otherwise, Suke would absolutely have given Mabel a Tortoise Shell Bondage, tying her up in the changing room like a crab placed on a steamer.
Creak—
The sound of the door opening rang out in the quiet men's changing room for the third time.
No, still coming?
A layer of cold sweat instantly climbed up Suke's spine.
Almost reflexively, he kicked open the shower stall partition behind him and shoved Mabel—hands tied behind her back, mouth stuffed with a towel—inside with a push.
With a muffled thud, the narrow shower stall, originally meant to accommodate only one person, finally faced its ultimate challenge as the already overloaded cubicle was filled.
Suke turned around, trying his best to make his expression look like a decent man who had just finished changing clothes, and looked toward the changing room entrance—
No, this time it was the exit door leading to the hot spring bathhouse that was opened.
The newcomer was precisely Tsukishiro Yuki.
At this moment, this snow-haired Great Witch was wearing a yukata. Her long hair, like silver silk, was draped wetly over her shoulders, with crystal-clear water droplets still hanging from the tips.
Because she had just returned from the hot spring area, her skin, originally cool as ice and frost, presented an alluring pale pink. Under the dim light of the changing room, it emitted a dizzying, rosy luster.
Just like a white chocolate pudding that had just been taken out of the refrigerator yet was still steaming, making one wish they could immediately go up and take a bite.
"Animus?"
"It's been so long, haven't you finished changing yet? Emma and the others are asking when you're coming over... so I came to check on you."
As she spoke, she stepped elegantly into the men's changing room.
A highly aggressive fragrance instantly mixed into the air.
"Uh, I just finished changing. I'm going out right away."
Suke, standing in front of the shower stall door, stiffened upon hearing that soft, sweet voice.
He suddenly remembered the three women he had stuffed into the shower stall behind the partition. What if Yuki discovered them?
Wait, he wasn't really doing anything strange, so what was he nervous about!
Suke realized he was still being mentally controlled by his family's Great Witch too severely; he even suspected Tsukishiro Yuki had secretly cast a psychological suggestion of 'Hypnosis' on him.
Was the aura of the 'Official Wife' really that strong?
After all, in Suke's perception, the person who had stayed by his side the longest was this Great Witch, and the one who understood him best was also her. It was unavoidable that her aura was strong.
"(Sniff)... Animus, it seems there's more than one person here with you."
"Speaking of which, I didn't see Little Abi and the others in the women's changing room or the bathhouse just now... Could they have all run in here?"
However, regrettably, just as Suke intended to enter the bathhouse, Tsukishiro Yuki stopped him.
The snow-haired girl's exquisite nose sniffed lightly in the air of the men's changing room. Her shapely brows furrowed slightly, seeing the abnormality from the slightly strange look in Suke's eyes.
Of course, it was more about the scent belonging to other women permeating the changing room—in just this short time, Tsukishiro Yuki smelled at least three different scents belonging to females.
If not for coming in and seeing Suke standing there honestly doing nothing, she would have suspected her Animus was hosting an orgy behind her back inside!
"This..."
Suke hesitated to speak.
And at the same time, movement came from the cubicle behind the partition.
"Wu, wuwu—!"
Squeak—
Taking advantage of a moment when Suke wasn't paying attention and didn't hold down the partition, and accompanied by Mabel's forceful-sounding whimpers, the hinges of the narrow stall partition—which wasn't tightly fitted and only supported one person washing—let out a burst of noise.
And in the next moment, the three girls—who had been forcibly stuffed in by Suke and were maintaining an extremely bizarre standing posture squeezed within the tiny space—finally burst the partition open due to unstable centers of gravity and unknown internal conflicts!
First to roll out was Abigail.
The blonde l0l! desperately protected the [Ornate Bracelet] on her wrist. Due to inertia, she fell directly onto the slightly cold tiled floor of the men's changing room, her posture looking rather unrefined.
Followed closely by BB.
Possessing the most voluptuous figure and occupying the most space inside the cubicle, she slammed headfirst into Abigail's back, but thanks to the cushioning of her frontal armor, she seemed okay.
Finally, it was Mabel, whose mouth was still stuffed with a towel and whose hands were bound behind her back, looking like she had just been kidnapped.
It was precisely she who had forcefully squeezed the partition open, so she was also the most wretched one rolling out from inside.
Because she couldn't maintain her balance, she rolled directly to Suke's feet like a bowling ball, stars beginning to spin in her dizzy eyes.
The air in the changing room fell into silence in this instant.
...
Tsukishiro Yuki tilted her head slightly. Those azure eyes swept indifferently over the thieving cats on the floor, finally landing back on Suke's face, which looked like it wanted to speak but stopped.
The corners of her mouth rose slightly, revealing a meaningful, elegant smile.
"Animus, just now you told me... you were 'changing clothes,' right?"
"Does changing clothes require so many people? Animus, you really have quite the luck with women... even when I'm not by your side."
"This... if I said this was a coincidence, would you believe it, Yuki?"
"Of course I believe it. How could I not trust Animus..."
"Just like Animus trusts me. Because you trust me, Animus, you won't go anywhere now, right?"
Tsukishiro Yuki walked back to the room door at the exit of the men's changing room and gently closed it.
She turned around with a smile and took off her bathrobe. What she intended to do was self-evident.
The soundproofing of the changing room door was actually quite decent; if it weren't, she wouldn't have failed to hear the commotion when so many people went in earlier.
Suke: "..."
Suke glanced at Boss Mabel, the only one on the ground who had fainted from ramming the partition open. He suddenly had the urge to shout for people, just as in Boss Mabel's previous plan.
So...
Can we settle this peacefully?
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